“Does your mother know what you do for a living?” asked Ralph.
“Shut up!” I blurted out.
“Why did you call me…?” exclaimed Érica Jones as she entered Detective Hobson’s office.Continue reading “The Missing Jewel (Part 9)”
“What do you want?” Penelope Britt asked, in a very loud tone. She hadn’t changed much since the photograph was taken. Her resemblance to Érica Jones was still impressive.Continue reading “The Missing Jewel (Part 8)”